How can I tell you
That I don't care what you do,
Who are you talking to,
Why are you reacting wrong,
How can you get over anything,
When I stay here
Alone.
I don't even want to think
What's on your mind,
So tangled
Which I won't be able to read
Not in a thousand years,
As much as I would like.
I look at the pictures
In which I laughed with you,
But now I don't recognize myself.
I wish I didn't care anymore,
But my attempts
Have no results.
Memories are chained together
Like an infinite string,
In which everything is unique
And unnatural,
Where I lose you
Among those smiles,
From the pictures from then.